Death Muse Stalks His Writer

(These are not stories in this series, but visitation with Death as my muse and our version of an interview.)     I was sitting in my office staring at my computer screen when I felt chill bumps roll over my entire body, you know the kind you get when you have Deja Vu or sense something otherworldly, or you

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Death Faces, Our Psyche, Culture, And The World Around Us

The Many Faces of Death   Death is part of our psyche, a silent shadow on the subconscious.  We begin to age from the moment of conception cycling through this life from fetus to senectitude to grave. We are born to die. Our awareness of death builds as we live life through socialization in a literal sense, religion, mythology and

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Death Hires A Writer

(These are not stories in this series, but visitation with Death as my muse and our version of an interview.)   Posting early for the 3rd Monday of the Month. I was working on my BIO again and came up with this.  I decided to make it, it’s own post.  This was me having fun and playing around. That’s When I

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It Should Have Rained Carnations

The sterile fresh scent of carnations permeated the air.  Reds, yellows, white, and red striped flowers danced starkly against the grayscale backdrop of my world. Feeling like I was in an old slow B-movie, I looked down at the lifeless body of my mother.  I wanted to scream this can’t be real.   She wouldn’t leave me.   I might have

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